JP: That was a great match…

Sully: Sure was, these two men are going places. Gunman Stinger is going to be an MWF legend before you know it.

JP: I'm not sure about that!

[Camera goes to the parking lot, the same unknown figure is walking towards what looks to be a homeless individual. As they get closer, it’s revealed to be the Hobo.]

Hobo: Uh oh… oh no, should I be…sc-sc-scared! HAHA, what a riot. Look man, just take it easy. Hey, how bout some dinner? I dug this out over there at that dumpster, looks appetizing.

[When Hobo turns to check what he’s got over the fire, the mystery individual puts a potato sack over the Hobo’s head and drags him over to a nearby chain link fence. The resistant Hobo, flails his arms about, dragging his feet, finally the individual has Hobo contained, and a shot to the back of the neck has Hobo in a trance. He’s then handcuffed to the chain link fence, and the sack stays over his head, hung there almost like he’s been crucified.]

JP: Folks, it’s becoming more evident that no body is safe tonight here at Dynamite.

Sully: Walker should get off his pen pushing ass and start looking after his roster a bit more. Where is President Wayne when you need him?

"The Demon Knight" Fear w/Darla and Thunder Bull

versus

Father John Ramsey

versus

Mr. Perfection

MWF Television Championship No.1 Contender Elimination Match

Referee: Chad Pattison

Writer: Jon Beavers

[The show returns to the ring, time for the match that everyone wants to see the triple threat match up with Fear, Ramsey, and Mr. Perfection.]

JP: Well Sully, this is going to be it, the match a lot of us have been waiting for.

Sully: It's almost sad.. A once sick and twisted individual, is now merely a shell of his former self... It's almost like since Walker left, he hasn't got a purpose to be around anymore.

[Get up, come on get down with the sickness.. Get up, come on get down with the sickness.. Get up, come on get down with the sickness.. Open up your hate and let it flow into me... Get up, come on get down with the sickness.. You mother get up, come on get down with the sickness.. You fu--er get up, come on get down with the sickness.. Madness is the gift that has been given to me...  Hits the loud speakers as Fear emerges from the backstage area. The TV title is wrapped around his shoulder already, in his own mind as he looks back and forth at the fans, continuing down the ramp with a head full of steam.]

JP: And here comes Fear, who has been on a sabbatical, as of late, AGAIN...

Sully: Well, with the falling of Team Elite, the fact of the matter is, he's probably just trying to dodge Thunderbull's wrath..

[Fear enters the ring as “Here Comes Perfection”  hits the PA system, Mr. Perfection is standing on the ramp. The crowd once again responds with a chorus of boos, as Mr P steps onto the ramp with a pair of black tights on, and a confident grin upon his face.]

Sully: This young superstar is a great addition to the Maximum Wrestling Federation,  he has miraculous talents inside of the ring, and when you throw Fear and that half-wit Ramsey into the mix, this could very well be a classic match.

JP Agreed, Sully

[Mr. Perfection strides towards the ring when Fear runs towards the ropes jumps through them, flying at him, hitting him with a suicide dive head butt. The crowd erupts into cheers as both men hit the mats.]

JP:  This match will not be for the weak of heart. That's for sure..

[Fear gets to his feet fairly quickly while Mr Perfection does as well. When Mr. P gets to his feet Fear hits him with a big boot into the face.  Mr Perfection falls, the fans rising to their feet in applause.]

JP: My God Fear is really going all out in this match. 

[Fear pulls Perfection to his feet as “Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me” Yup, Psalm 23:4 hits the loud speakers to come really eerie church music. The fans begin to cheer as loud as they can as Father John Ramsey rushes from the back, he charges at Fear. He turns right in time to hit Fear in the jaw with a hard right, knocking him onto the mats.]

JP: Now that's what I call spreading the gospel!! Ramsey just knocked the fear outta...

Sully: Fear, yeah John, we get it..

[Ramsey kicks Fear to the gut and grabs him by the head, dragging him towards the apron and bouncing it off of it. Fear steps backwards holding his forehead when Mr. P walks up, Ramsey grabs the both, and smashes their heads together like two over-ripe pumpkins. Both men hit the mats. He rolls into the ring. Mr. Perfection gets to his feet, and rolls Fear inside the ring. Then begins to walk the outside, circling Ramsey.  "Father John" is standing in the centre though, too smart for that, and he's got his eye on him.  In the ring, Fear stands up slowly holding his head as he charges at "Father John", hitting him with a devastating clothesline from behind, that sends Ramsey into a forward corkscrew. The fans begin to boo at the sight of Fear getting the upper hand.]

JP: In the early stages of this contest, this action going back and forth. 

[Mr Perfection gets to the ring apron, as Fear grabs both Ramsey's legs, and begins to stomp Ramsey in the chest before rolling him over for a submission. Ramsey is still fairly fresh though, and he powers his way to the ropes. Fear will not give in though, and the referee begins the count, before DQ'ing him. 1...2...3...4.. He breaks the hold, and turns around, looking a bit shocked before he walks towards the ropes, jumping to the top as he turns towards the centre of the ring, and where Ramsey SHOULD be, however, once up there, Mr. Perfection is clubbing him in the side of the head. Fear falls, caught by his nads, to the buckle support, and Mr. Perfection lands a suplex off the buckles in a huge slam... Both men feel the mat slap, but we know who got the worst of it..] 

JP: A Super-plex, wow, could you imagine what hell those men out there are putting themselves in, just to face the monster at Nightmare..

[Mr. Perfection rolls to the ropes pulling himself up them as he turns back around. Mr. Perfection grabs the head of Fear standing him up, then gives him a German suplex, sending the crumpled body across the ring.  He walks over, grabs Fear by the hair, standing him up and jabbing him in the face repeatedly as he kicks him to the gut and places him into a powerbomb position, But he's met from behind by Ramsey, who's had breathing time.  Fear simply falls to the canvas beside,  As Ramsey goes to work on Mr. Perfection.  Both men begin exchanging punches with each other. Father John performs a standing dropkick to Mr Perfection, who hits the turnbuckles. Fear managed to get to his feet, but he too, dropkicked to the face. The shot knocks him backwards through the ropes and to the outside of the ring.]

JP: Can you believe that? It was incredible.

JP: Sully!!

[Father John turns around, is kicked into the gut, then hoisted onto Mr. Perfections shoulders and dropped into the "Pure "Perfection"  Mr. P now drops down and makes the cover, hooking the leg as the fans explode into boos.]

JP: Mr. Perfection has got this thing won; he is going on to face the Rat Bastard.

[The ref drops down quickly and makes the count. 1... 2...Fear grabs the ref's leg and drags him from the ring.  Mr. Perfection breaks the count looking pissed off as Fear enters the ring and goes for a clothesline. But Mr. P steps under it pointing at his head, showing just how smart he is, as Fear comes rushing back, and turns around to face Mr. Perfection who hits him right in the face with a devastating  clothesline. The shot nearly knocking his head off as he falls to the canvas.]

JP: Two brutal moves by Mr. Perfection, like it or not I think that will be enough.

[He drops down and hooks the leg of Fear but the ref continues to lie on the outside of the ring.  Mr. Perfection has now rolled to the outside of the ring, looking infuriated as he gets the ref to his feet, feeling as though he had the victory, twice. The referee finally slides into the ring holding his face, as Mr. Perfection sees that Father John has Fear in a sleeper hold in the centre of the ring, and Fear looks out! He tries to slide in, but SOMEONE has grabbed his leg, keeping him from interfering.]

JP: Who is it? And what do they got against Mr. Perfection?

[The referee raises Fears arm into the air and drops it 1... 2...  The arms let go of Mr. Perfection, he dives into the ring, scrambling. 3...  The crowd has an explosive reaction as Mr. Perfection hits Ramsey in the back of the head with a clubbing shot a perfect second too late...]

JP: Can you believe that?  Can you believe that? Can you believe that?

Sully: I was sitting right here, you nerf-herder!

Peter Santos: And your winner, through pin fall, Father John Ramsey!

[The referee gets Ramsey to his feet, raising his arm high in victory, while Mr. Perfection rouses Fear... Ramsey ushers the referee out of the ring, as Fear and Mr. Perfection seem to both want a measure of revenge. They close in, as Father John looks for guidance from above.  His salvation, however, comes from somewhere else...  Gutter Rat has pulled himself from under the ring, and has slid directly in the middle of the three men, He fires a shot at Mr. Perfection, with the TV title, sending him down with a solid thud, then Fear is tossed out of the ring, to the mats below. Gutter Rat turns around, and he and Father Ramsey are staring at each other... Instead of the normal mindless attack the others just suffered though, Gutter Rat takes a mic outta his back pocket, never switching his gaze from the Holy man...]

Gutter Rat:  Ramsey!!!   You, Me, Nightmare....   It's on... And If you beat me... IF you can pull it off a second time.... I will turn completely from my darkened ways... Now Now, have a little Faith, John...  You see,  I want something in return, Ramsey...  "When" I beat you... When I cause the blood to spill from your body, into a bigger pool than the red sea itself... You give a little piece of yourself TO ME !!!! You can worship your God, but side by side, you become the Devils Partner... Think Hard, Choir Boy... I expect an answer soon...  Think about it, You've done it before, beaten me... Now you have the chance... The chance no one else has Ramsey... You have the chance to Save Me... Save Me, Ramsey...  From them,

[Gutter Rat points to the crowd, who seem to be eating this up.]

Gutter Rat:  From management...

[Pictures show both JR and Ed Walker on the Tron.]

Gutter Rat:   From Guys who would otherwise do me harm, like you...

[The crowd cheers.]

Gutter Rat:  Most of all Rev... Save me... From Myself....

[Gutter Rat drops the mic, and picks up his belt, and begins leaving towards the back... The Crowd looks stunned, Ramsey looks stunned, the guys outside the ring ARE stunned.]  

JP: Holy Guacamole!!!

JP: I can't wait to see how John Ramsey responds!!

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